<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803</id><updated>2012-02-17T06:14:58.893+08:00</updated><category term='Label. testing this blogger thing.'/><category term='foood'/><title type='text'>cluck cluck</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-1051760235492664890</id><published>2008-08-06T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:11:50.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am still the same person. scared, insecure and very heartbroken over the incident. But I'm going to deal with things very differently from now on. It still eats away at me... the things that were mentioned and the facts still remain. I feel like I can't write that freely anymore on this journal. Cos as much as i never really update it, some people might check in every nowand then and thats just scary. I'm worried about the future. REally worried. But i'm going to try my very best to rebuild everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-1051760235492664890?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1051760235492664890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=1051760235492664890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1051760235492664890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1051760235492664890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-still-same-person.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-1260450083348966878</id><published>2008-07-23T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T04:33:55.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got very angry today. Like hopping mad... furious. but the thing is, i don't even remember that much about why I flared up and I don't think that the anger  I felt was justified for this situation. Small things like these get me crazy and I'm only venting it on ONE single person. This is the problem really. I don't have anyone else I think who can take it. Afterwhich I suddenly felt majorly depressed. I think I need some fucking therapy. Cos i'm feeling like a piece of shit. I shouldnt have to feel this way at 4am in the morning. I have everything good going for me right now, and I have a good happy life with wonderful people. But somehow just thinking about stuff make me tear up. Nobody really knows this except one other person. Which is why i think there's that wonderful anonymity of a blog. Somehow i'm half glad nobody checks this blog out anymore ( i dont'really update), cos its gives me something else to rant to. I'm frikin crying for no frikin reason. im just so anxious about everything... the future and... the past and.. everything that is... I forget everything else around me except the fact that i'm angry and upset. this isnt the first time it has happend... the whole crazy episode... one small TRIvial thing to trigger it off. I feel like at this point of time i dont have ANYBODY else to turn to. yea i have loads of close friends and family. but nobody really talks about emo stuff. I myself feel uncomfortable sharing my feelings with those around me. Lots of verbal sparring has happened tonight, and i can only seek solace in the fact that he's even around to tolerate this for like the millionth time. I dont have anybody else to turn to. Right now i'm crying. and the only thing thats in my head is "i'm depressed". I dont remember much anymore. I wonder if anybody else gets breakdowns like that. Or is it just me? Is it a normal thing? to freak out on your loved ones and go ballistic? I feel like going to see a counsellor because i'm feeling so fucking depressed. Yes i'm THAT desperate to rid myself of all these negative feelings. I know that if I continue goign on like this, i'm going to lose my loved ones because some of them actually have limits. and i also know that my health is going to suffer real bad because of all the hormones that one produces when one is awfully mad/depressed, and its not once in a blue moon. I'd say at least once a month I get really depressed? every few days i get upset. almost every day in fact... i have something to be upset about. I really have no idea if its normal. doesnt seem like it cos everyone around me .. they always seem happy. i mean... i do see ups and downs but theyre generally happy and they dont stay sad for long unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better now. We did reach a consensus anyway, but that would be more beneficial for our relationship than for me. I would still remain pretty much the same, which is why i'm thinking that i should go do somethingabout these awful depressive/angry bouts that i get so often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-1260450083348966878?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1260450083348966878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=1260450083348966878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1260450083348966878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1260450083348966878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-got-very-angry-today.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-3274376291813002357</id><published>2008-01-03T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T04:40:54.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was good fun. but i cant get to sleep. i'm upset about something. i do not like being mistaken for another girl. and i just realised. i don't say hi to my friends anymore... like if i see them out and stuff. i should huh? :p i'm sorry. i dont feel comfortable at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-3274376291813002357?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3274376291813002357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=3274376291813002357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3274376291813002357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3274376291813002357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-good-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-1662139568130554829</id><published>2007-10-25T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:53:03.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frozen food stays good for as long as it's kept in the freezer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="QuizCorrectAns"&gt;      The Correct Answer: &lt;label id="C1"&gt;True&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Your Answer: &lt;label id="MyAns1"&gt;False&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="QuizContaintAnsList"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;my:abstract gc="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/granite/cm" cp="urn:schemas-microsoft-com/contentpublishing/content" xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" my="http://schemas.microsoft.com/office/infopath/2003/myXSD/2004-05-11T17:47:42"&gt;&lt;strong xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;The correct answer: True.&lt;/strong&gt;  Foods frozen at 0°F are safe to eat indefinitely, though flavor and texture may change with time, according to the USDA Food Safety and Inspection Service.&lt;/my:abstract&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you see a spot of mold on your Cheddar, you can cut it off and eat the rest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="QuizCorrectAns"&gt;      The Correct Answer: &lt;label id="C2"&gt;True&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Your Answer: &lt;label id="MyAns2"&gt;True&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="QuizContaintAnsList"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;my:abstract gc="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/granite/cm" cp="urn:schemas-microsoft-com/contentpublishing/content" xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" my="http://schemas.microsoft.com/office/infopath/2003/myXSD/2004-05-11T17:47:42"&gt;&lt;strong xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;The correct answer: True. &lt;/strong&gt; A bit of mold on hard cheeses like Cheddar or Parmesan can be trimmed off, 1 inch around and below the spot (be careful not to touch the mold with your knife to prevent cross contamination). But soft varieties such as Brie or cottage cheese can be affected below the surface, so if you see mold, throw it out.&lt;/my:abstract&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rinsing eggs before cracking removes bacteria lurking on the shells.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="QuizCorrectAns"&gt;      The Correct Answer: &lt;label id="C3"&gt;False&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Your Answer: &lt;label id="MyAns3"&gt;True&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="QuizContaintAnsList"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;my:abstract gc="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/granite/cm" cp="urn:schemas-microsoft-com/contentpublishing/content" xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" my="http://schemas.microsoft.com/office/infopath/2003/myXSD/2004-05-11T17:47:42"&gt;&lt;strong xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;The correct answer: False.&lt;/strong&gt;  Rinsing eliminates the protective coating added to already sanitized grocery store eggs. The USDA requires that all graded eggs go through this process.&lt;/my:abstract&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's best to thaw a frozen chicken breast in the microwave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="QuizCorrectAns"&gt;      The Correct Answer: &lt;label id="C4"&gt;False&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Your Answer: &lt;label id="MyAns4"&gt;False&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="QuizContaintAnsList"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;my:abstract gc="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/granite/cm" cp="urn:schemas-microsoft-com/contentpublishing/content" xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" my="http://schemas.microsoft.com/office/infopath/2003/myXSD/2004-05-11T17:47:42"&gt;&lt;strong xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;The correct answer: False.&lt;/strong&gt;  Microwave thawing is safe but only recommended if you plan to prepare the food immediately — it begins the cooking process, which can allow bacteria to grow. Otherwise, let chicken thaw in the fridge.&lt;/my:abstract&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leftovers should be frozen or refrigerated within 2 hours of cooking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="QuizCorrectAns"&gt;      The Correct Answer: &lt;label id="C5"&gt;True&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Your Answer: &lt;label id="MyAns5"&gt;True&lt;/label&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="QuizContaintAnsList"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;my:abstract gc="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/granite/cm" cp="urn:schemas-microsoft-com/contentpublishing/content" xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" my="http://schemas.microsoft.com/office/infopath/2003/myXSD/2004-05-11T17:47:42"&gt;&lt;strong xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;The correct answer: True.&lt;/strong&gt;  Two hours is the maximum time that perishable foods can sit out at room temperature — which includes the time they're on the table during your meal.&lt;/my:abstract&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;my:abstract gc="http://schemas.microsoft.com/msn/granite/cm" cp="urn:schemas-microsoft-com/contentpublishing/content" xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" my="http://schemas.microsoft.com/office/infopath/2003/myXSD/2004-05-11T17:47:42"&gt;This awesome test came from health.msn.com. it's rather useful and i feel like forwarding it to my mum but i am too lazy to do so now. shall do so later. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/my:abstract&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-1662139568130554829?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1662139568130554829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=1662139568130554829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1662139568130554829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1662139568130554829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/10/frozen-food-stays-good-for-as-long-as.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-5589413446200107831</id><published>2007-10-25T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:43:42.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net" title="Free IQ Test"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.free-iqtest.net/images/badges/l140.gif" width="200" height="100" alt="Free IQ Test Score" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free-IQTest.net - &lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net"&gt;Free IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-5589413446200107831?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5589413446200107831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=5589413446200107831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/5589413446200107831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/5589413446200107831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/10/free-iqtest.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-7969100583716975435</id><published>2007-10-24T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T14:56:12.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>by the way. I completed the Great Eastern Fun Run (5km) in 30 mins. Feel rather accomplished at the moment! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-7969100583716975435?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7969100583716975435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=7969100583716975435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7969100583716975435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7969100583716975435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/10/by-way.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-9082247161343568173</id><published>2007-10-24T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T14:54:33.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's time to mug! Social life (that was just beginning to pick up) will now be forced into a standstill. Fun will cease to exist!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-9082247161343568173?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/9082247161343568173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=9082247161343568173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/9082247161343568173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/9082247161343568173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-time-to-mug-social-life-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-6118388367670268967</id><published>2007-10-13T16:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T16:10:18.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my... yesterday was a rather bad day. On a happier note, this morning I just received my goody bag for the Great Eastern fun run. It is probably the coolest gooody bag ever! Has the usual brochures blah stuff, discount vouchers for swensens, brewerkz, Asience shampoo &amp;amp; condition + some hair mist thing which is exactly what i need in hall,  a nice small packet of cereal, sunblock. All in wonderful tiny packaging! i absolutely love tiny packaging... Maybe that's why I have a thing for goody bags! oh plus this wristband, my rather oversized "XS" adidas running top &amp;amp; bib with my wonderful name printed on it. After being a biz mag, I can totally appreciate the tremendous effort put into such stuff. Oh yea... and after being reminded that the run is to take place next week, we went jogging at that lakeside park (don't really know the exact name). But I finally completed my target route! Still had that tight chest and hurting calves, but I feel rather proud of myself for persevering! And it wasn't that bad... Maybe cos I was running at a turtle's pace. I am so not going to scoff at those people who run as though they're walking; It really does help you cope with long distances. the bottom line is that I kept going for about half an hour which is much better than my usual.&lt;br /&gt;Must motivate self to run in school nxt week to prepare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-6118388367670268967?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6118388367670268967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=6118388367670268967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6118388367670268967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6118388367670268967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/10/my.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-1608246864962113979</id><published>2007-10-12T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T12:59:43.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is one of those lab reports that makes me feel so utterly stupid and helpless and dependent. I realise that i could never do without referring to another classmate's lab reports and i wonder how long i'm going to survive in sbs like this. i wasted an entire afternoon just staring blankly. most of my classmates at least have some sort of inkling of what to do. but lemmee tell you most of the time my mind is just one big blank thing. I don't even have an idea on what to do. And not having anyone around right now is stressing me out further because i know i dont really understand the concepts well, and i need someone to explain. But i think i've been bugging most of my friends enough and i already feel bad enough for that. this is just so dumb and pointless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-1608246864962113979?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1608246864962113979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=1608246864962113979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1608246864962113979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1608246864962113979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-one-of-those-lab-reports-that.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-797570527959391978</id><published>2007-10-10T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T13:36:47.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i often find myself getting very angry over the smallest things. I suppose its a flaw in some of us girls... That we tend to focus on the smaller details and draw our conclusions from them. I know its ridiculous but sometimes there's some truth in our inferences. However at other times, we're just blowing the most trivial things out of proportion. Maybe I should just learn not to expect perfection from everybody; after all everyone has their slip-ups every now and then.  Then I wouldn't get upset so often. Getting angry leads to the release of certain stress hormones such as cortisol and adrenaline. I heard that too much of these in your system can adversely affect your health in the long term. Not going to go into details because I have a horrendously confusing report on RT-PCR that I have not done. Anyway, I ought to stop getting pissed unneccessarily. =| Will go stuff myself with ice-cream, left over noodles and enjoy the rest of the soon-to-be-rainy afternoon doing work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-797570527959391978?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/797570527959391978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=797570527959391978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/797570527959391978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/797570527959391978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-often-find-myself-getting-very-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-3078464456013525956</id><published>2007-10-04T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:00:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting a room at hall 15:D&lt;br /&gt;i just met the roomie. all seems fine so far! i just need a fridge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-3078464456013525956?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3078464456013525956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=3078464456013525956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3078464456013525956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3078464456013525956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-getting-room-at-hall-15d-i-just-met.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-6465721187717506742</id><published>2007-10-03T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:31:00.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been 2 weeks since white hammy passed away. This is a little photo tribute to my dear late hammies. I don't have many pictures of them cos they liked to move around quite a bit... It wasn't easy taking nice photos. They had been with me for only 2 short but significant years of my life and they even helped me to get through breakups! They were bundles of joy for me, and their strange antics amused my house guests and never failed to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the night they came in a little microwaveable plastic box with holes in it. The first thing they did when they were put into the Nike dunks shoe box was to stand up straight and walk around upright at the same time (probably to stretch). Super duper cute i tell you. Too bad i didn't have a camera prepared. They were born in an NUS hostel and were kindly given to me by xianjie (The twin's acjc classmate). They were about 5cm long. Apparently born somewhere in october... not sure what date. Breed: winter whites. Apparently they change their fur colour if you bring them to a cold country but I never got to try that =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMnxcTeSXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/H7aLJbciXQE/s1600-h/DSC00400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMnxcTeSXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/H7aLJbciXQE/s200/DSC00400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116977331987958130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They loved to fight a lot and pushed each other off the food, wheel and cage door, and they were horrendously noisy at night.  I think it was some sort of love-hate relationship between them cos they still squished their fat bodies together in a small corner when they slept. White hammy got really fat cos he always manages to steal brown hammy's food. Brown hammy also had this rather strange habit of sleeping on  the top part of the wheel (He wedged himself into the space in between the cage and the wheel and stuck his legs out) And when u tickle his feet he kind of wakes up and falls off.  You can see that his tumor was already growing rather big by then. We did bring him to the vet to get medicine, but  the operation would be too risky. Back then, Brown hammy was the one favoured by everyone, cos he was the friendlier and the more docile of the two. White hammy was rather aloof and would nip and resist carrying.  But when it came to hand feeding, he'd respond quickly.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMmVcTeSWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DklvK2Ir8gs/s1600-h/Image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMmVcTeSWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DklvK2Ir8gs/s200/Image070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116975751439993186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMiAsTeSRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/v6YD56mzBpQ/s1600-h/03-02-07_0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMiAsTeSRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/v6YD56mzBpQ/s200/03-02-07_0045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116970996911196434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMiBcTeSUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WLDrwHIZyJg/s1600-h/22-10-06_2220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMiBcTeSUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WLDrwHIZyJg/s200/22-10-06_2220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116971009796098370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMjXMTeSVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/a6g0WIchJrY/s1600-h/white+hammy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMjXMTeSVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/a6g0WIchJrY/s200/white+hammy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116972482969880914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMiAcTeSQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MYnPKrV2mT0/s1600-h/21-10-06_1418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMiAcTeSQI/AAAAAAAAAIM/MYnPKrV2mT0/s200/21-10-06_1418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116970992616229122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;White hammy got rather lonely after brown hammy passed away, and from then on he was completely silent. My mum says he tried to bury him with bedding, and didn't respond much to her for like a couple of days. :( It was during my exams and I didn't get to know about it till 2 weeks after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMiA8TeSSI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YLfHkMORxEg/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMiA8TeSSI/AAAAAAAAAIc/YLfHkMORxEg/s200/Image075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116971001206163746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had 2 extra houses for white hammy by this time, and we discovered the jogging ball (I know i'm living under a rock). So we tried to make things more fun for him by letting him run around the house in his blue jogging ball. As you can see, he also got a bigger better water bottle.&lt;br /&gt;Charles thinks he  sort of withered away after brown hammy left. We paid him a lot more attention, and we bought cotton balls for him to lie on and peppermint sand for him the bathe in.  He got friendlier, but lonelier. Some months later he lost his hair and got rather skinny and fragile. I was rather disturbed because ants started to come into his cage to steal his food. Ant bait and traps just didnt help :( It was rather heartbreaking, his last night. He couldn't stand up properly to feed himself so I had to tip his food bowl to feed him. and he burrowed into his cotton ball. He did look kind of sad like he knew he was gonna go soon or something. I don't have a nice picture of him looking all withered and old and anyway i'd like to remember him with the pretty coat of white fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We disposed of the cage and everything:( My mum insisted on it. And we also put white hammy in his jar of food (I'd think he would have loved to be buried with his favourite stuff) and cotton balls. I'm just glad that Charles was there for me the night he passed away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-6465721187717506742?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6465721187717506742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=6465721187717506742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6465721187717506742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6465721187717506742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-been-2-weeks-since-white-hammy.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RwMnxcTeSXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/H7aLJbciXQE/s72-c/DSC00400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-6727583797740780584</id><published>2007-09-20T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:31:04.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my hamster died 2 days ago. will write a tribute to him soon. am sad. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-6727583797740780584?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6727583797740780584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=6727583797740780584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6727583797740780584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6727583797740780584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-hamster-died-2-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-3814394603347212915</id><published>2007-08-14T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:48:59.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am eating durian. everyone has been encouraging me to stuff my face cos i'm close to looking anorexic=| well i dont agree. as long as i still love food and eat often, i'd say my weight really doesnt matter. hee. Going to cook Jap for dinner tmr. Cannot wait:) I still don't know how to cook dry soba noodles properly without getting it awfully soggy though. hm. And EASY MAC for lunch. I pay so much attention to the food that i'm going to eat; I plan my meals, I look forward to them, much more than the average person. However I still get people asking me to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am going to start exercising again because I just signed up for some Great Eastern Women's Run. 5 km. I know its nowhere near as crazy as standard chartered but. But it may just motivate me to go out and build some stamina=) Must train. Feeling lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-3814394603347212915?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3814394603347212915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=3814394603347212915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3814394603347212915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3814394603347212915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-eating-durian.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-103775685636567686</id><published>2007-08-13T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:31:04.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want any recipes? ask me personally. 'Agaration' is the key though.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB8tCVF05I/AAAAAAAAAH0/KkIfp1PYvzk/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB8tCVF05I/AAAAAAAAAH0/KkIfp1PYvzk/s200/DSC00234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098211891344692114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;egg drop soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB8tiVF06I/AAAAAAAAAH8/igC_z2T0_fQ/s1600-h/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB8tiVF06I/AAAAAAAAAH8/igC_z2T0_fQ/s200/DSC00414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098211899934626722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tau cheo soup with chicken and potatoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB8uCVF07I/AAAAAAAAAIE/pL6HIg3SSN8/s1600-h/DSC00610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB8uCVF07I/AAAAAAAAAIE/pL6HIg3SSN8/s200/DSC00610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098211908524561330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewed Chicken with Taro and Gingko Nuts ( I burnt my version, so the chef lent me this. Looks similar though:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB5_CVF02I/AAAAAAAAAHc/5SSipSJBw08/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB5_CVF02I/AAAAAAAAAHc/5SSipSJBw08/s200/DSC00555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098208902047454050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Cream Pasta &amp; Minestrone Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB5_SVF03I/AAAAAAAAAHk/bHt0n5FwBHw/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB5_SVF03I/AAAAAAAAAHk/bHt0n5FwBHw/s200/DSC00250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098208906342421362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried Rice + Bak Wan Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB6ACVF04I/AAAAAAAAAHs/KeWU-qOSrZk/s1600-h/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB6ACVF04I/AAAAAAAAAHs/KeWU-qOSrZk/s200/DSC00574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098208919227323266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey baked chicken, Eggs w/ crabstick, Random Chinese stir-fry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB4XSVF0zI/AAAAAAAAAHE/GXUaziYsgJk/s1600-h/DSC00315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB4XSVF0zI/AAAAAAAAAHE/GXUaziYsgJk/s200/DSC00315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098207119636026162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tofu with Braised Mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB4XiVF00I/AAAAAAAAAHM/EBXWcYhVoUk/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB4XiVF00I/AAAAAAAAAHM/EBXWcYhVoUk/s200/DSC00324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098207123930993474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luncheon Meat fried rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB4YCVF01I/AAAAAAAAAHU/dg0TCyyxBw0/s1600-h/DSC00245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB4YCVF01I/AAAAAAAAAHU/dg0TCyyxBw0/s200/DSC00245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098207132520928082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donuts with White + Dark Chocolate /Lemon Toppings (secret recipe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB1-CVF0wI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JJRwvf5JTQw/s1600-h/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB1-CVF0wI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JJRwvf5JTQw/s200/DSC00329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098204486821073666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB1-iVF0xI/AAAAAAAAAG0/jF8Brdo8M10/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB1-iVF0xI/AAAAAAAAAG0/jF8Brdo8M10/s200/DSC00607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098204495411008274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma Po Tofu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB1_CVF0yI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gj44p04JNPs/s1600-h/DSC00616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB1_CVF0yI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gj44p04JNPs/s200/DSC00616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098204504000942882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotus pastry - this piggy was done by the Chef who taught us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBzUCVF0uI/AAAAAAAAAGc/L8XsW7EYjd4/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBzUCVF0uI/AAAAAAAAAGc/L8XsW7EYjd4/s200/DSC00453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098201566243312354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBzUiVF0vI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6vshSjmjDVk/s1600-h/DSC00471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBzUiVF0vI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6vshSjmjDVk/s200/DSC00471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098201574833246962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBwkSVF0sI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cNvIjpYlbFU/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBwkSVF0sI/AAAAAAAAAGM/cNvIjpYlbFU/s200/DSC00433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098198546881303234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodwood Park hotel food, or rather, the remains. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBwkiVF0tI/AAAAAAAAAGU/UQKUbxjJtVM/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBwkiVF0tI/AAAAAAAAAGU/UQKUbxjJtVM/s200/DSC00448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098198551176270546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get a photo of the bride &amp; groom, so I suppose this is fine=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBqKSVF0qI/AAAAAAAAAF8/tsXmE2GIMHU/s1600-h/DSC00577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBqKSVF0qI/AAAAAAAAAF8/tsXmE2GIMHU/s200/DSC00577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098191503134937762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBqKyVF0rI/AAAAAAAAAGE/HAemljDpfUU/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsBqKyVF0rI/AAAAAAAAAGE/HAemljDpfUU/s200/DSC00601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098191511724872370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a month. I have decided to spell properly especially when typing entries here because the red zig-zag spell check line is ANNOYING! Anyway, my apologies for not updating. I had the sudden urge to upload all my overdue photos. I suppose the rest will go onto Face book soon. Well, I don't know how soon cos I haven't figured how to use face book properly. I know I'm such a S u a k o o. Don't bother with these kind of social networks anymore because I've got a lot more important things to do these days. Like STUDY. YES, I am sacrificing a small part of whatever is left of my social life and leisure time to mug. I need the A. I have been telling myself for semesters that I'd concentrate and try my best to see if I could just get that elusive grade. So this is the one!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just some quick updates:) I've passed my driving test! Whee! *CLAPS* That's one big piece of news. I've been driving to school lately, so DO BE CAREFUL! All those that drive around Jurong West in the early mornings. It was the 5th attempt though. So think of me as some sort of inspiration, for those who have yet to pass. Hard work, dedication and perseverance pays off man!&lt;br /&gt;And of course it pays to look pitiful too.&lt;br /&gt;In addition, school has started. But I've had a good good three month holiday. Surprisingly made some friends, met some VERY old friends (a big coincidence), had some clubbing done ( a little, but had some good old fun), attended a wedding, cooking class, went for movie marathons, many other rubbish stuff. Here are some photos. BTW, food was all done by me (unless mentioned). *beams*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-103775685636567686?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/103775685636567686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=103775685636567686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/103775685636567686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/103775685636567686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/08/want-any-recipes-ask-me-personally.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RsB8tCVF05I/AAAAAAAAAH0/KkIfp1PYvzk/s72-c/DSC00234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-4542030712408211178</id><published>2007-07-17T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T02:31:35.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is probably going to be a very random one. cos its 2am and i'm not going to bother with organizing my thoughts. just some errands i need to run. this post is to remind me.&lt;br /&gt;- bring my poor almost bald hammie to the vet to restore some of that pretty white fur. he looks absolutely naked:(&lt;br /&gt;- go for driving. not looking fwd to it but i MUST pass soon&lt;br /&gt;- go for cooking class on thursday. really excited about it. &lt;a href="http://www.at-sunrice.com"&gt;Morning Gourmet and Spice Garden Walk&lt;/a&gt; at Fort Canning. cant wait:)&lt;br /&gt;- need to customize a pair of shoes cos ALL my current ones are falling apart. and i cant find new ones. its getting harder and harder to find size 3 shoes in singapore. Even the shops that offer size 3 disappoint. somehow the cuttings are getting increasingly large and I'm currently leaning towards a size 2 rather than 3. wish someone would just set up a bloody store with small shoes. again i'm ranting about this. -.-&lt;br /&gt;- need to decide on outfit to wear for cousin's wedding. whee.&lt;br /&gt;- need to find out how to get that esplanade library membership so i can get  to borrow musical scores. alternatively i shld just start buying my own books. :p Need to expand that piano repertoire and improve. The way i'm playing now just doesn't do any justice to that grade 8 cert i worked so hard for and earned in sec 3.&lt;br /&gt;- look for clothes:D for school? hehe. excuse to shop.&lt;br /&gt;- MOre groceries and recipes. Going to try making that molten lava cake soon.&lt;br /&gt;- escort my poor boyfriend to the dentist. and hopefully get some teeth cleaning done along with that.&lt;br /&gt;- maple. havent been online much and i miss doing so already. haha. must hit level 85 b4 sch starts.&lt;br /&gt;- get DJmax portable 2. cos i've unlocked practically every song in the first game.&lt;br /&gt;- i still feel like buying that very pretty jigsaw puzzle i saw at jurong point. the picture made quite an impact on me but it costs so much. ohh:( is it worth $70???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala. i havent decided on whether i'm looking fwd to school or not. On one hand, i'm looking forward to learning new things, working my brain out a little. Sometimes I like being a little busy. and I do like science very much. However, theres no more convenient hall to dump my nonsense and sleep in between lessons. No more late night walking back with my darling. (I really enjoyed that)Life is going to be so different this sem. should i try appealing for a hall room? It is nice staying at home cos i've got facilities at my doorstep and the proper environment to hone my cooking skills. but ERUGHH. bLEAH. GAH. whine. shall stop rambling. i think white hammy has had enough of running around (I dumped him into his little jogging ball when i started on this post).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-4542030712408211178?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4542030712408211178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=4542030712408211178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/4542030712408211178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/4542030712408211178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-post-is-probably-going-to-be-very.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-3883582046517967219</id><published>2007-07-06T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:31:05.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/Ro3Ct0fobdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/l7w5WkJ4dhA/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/Ro3Ct0fobdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/l7w5WkJ4dhA/s200/DSC00195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083933646812376530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daphne's birthday. I look like a midget. yuck. anyway I bought this pink top after I realised that I didn't have ANY pink tops to wear for Sop's party. Had very good chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/Ro3CDEfobcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/L3orgRD3Z7g/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/Ro3CDEfobcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/L3orgRD3Z7g/s200/DSC00129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083932912372968898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear sop's birthday. Also on facebook. This is the best photo i can get of everyone. Did not manage to get one of the venue but it was very pretty, like a wedding or smthg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/Ro3Bd0fobZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SPjSC4pLmm0/s1600-h/DSC00356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/Ro3Bd0fobZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/SPjSC4pLmm0/s200/DSC00356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083932272422841746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to upload more of my birhtday photos but bloody hell its taking so long and i dont have the patience to wait. it's all on facebook anyways. soory. like more than a month late. hehe. anyway this cake is probably the prettiest one i've seen around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway on a side note, I discovered somemore nice bands. &lt;a href="http://thepipettes.co.uk"&gt;The pipettes&lt;/a&gt; (lovely vintage-y sound. ahha. not sure how else to describe them.) , &lt;a href="http://www.decemberists.com"&gt;The decemberists&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.kaiserchiefs.co.uk"&gt;Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.thecopelandsite.com"&gt;Copeland&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These aren't entirely new bands but I only got to know about them recently. &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span class="a"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-3883582046517967219?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3883582046517967219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=3883582046517967219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3883582046517967219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3883582046517967219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/07/daphnes-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/Ro3Ct0fobdI/AAAAAAAAAF0/l7w5WkJ4dhA/s72-c/DSC00195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-2760756255181457528</id><published>2007-07-06T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T12:13:45.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i desperately need shoes.  anyone going to the states soon? i'm eyeing this pair of keds but they don't have it in singapore cos they only brought in the ugly kid designs. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-2760756255181457528?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2760756255181457528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=2760756255181457528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2760756255181457528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2760756255181457528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-desperately-need-shoes.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-4937852501688505619</id><published>2007-06-28T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T03:48:42.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bade farewell to hall 2. I don't think I'll return anytime soon cos there really isn't a reason to pass by that area anymore. (unless i'm REALLY craving can2 food. haha. very likely that would happen.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been great, the ups and downs I experienced with hall life, most of the more significant memories in year 1. It quietened down during year 2 with different toilet mates and most of us going about our own lives wihtout bothering to keep in touch. I really havent mentioned it yet, but thanks to all these people for making my hall life so much more interesting, even if it was only for such a short year. (i don't know if these people would see my blog but it really doesnt matter. good if they do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sop (the best roomie ever:) putting up with all my crapshits and making my hall life so much less lonely with random girly chit chat, the twins (who werent spared either and were always around during my numerous ups and downs), yeong min and jessica (friendly neighbours who came over to chat), jingru, the bens, tim, cheryl tay and other hall peeps ( sorry.  names dont quite come to mind at 3am in the morning)&lt;br /&gt;late night movies, suppers, hall trip, clubbing, cooking in the room, talking, staying up all night, jogging, bridge, playing with my hammies, sleeping at 4am, marathon mugging till 7am, chrno, various guys =|, cooking in the smelly pantry, bitching about weeeeird guys, meeting boyfriend, stayingwith boyfriend in hall, late night gaming, making him eat my smelly cooking, cleaning up and getting sick from a horrendously dusty room, staying in school to study for exams.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it ended too quickly if ya ask me. but it was good fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. will keep waiting for any news from hall 2 if anyone moves out. I'll get back in. Life at ntu will never be the same without hall. :( I am so not looking forward to public transport. PUI. unlike most people i'm still hoping to pass that awful AWFUL driving test. till then its byebye convenient hall and hello smelly crowded sbs buses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-4937852501688505619?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4937852501688505619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=4937852501688505619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/4937852501688505619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/4937852501688505619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-bade-farewell-to-hall-2.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-8263584010624179378</id><published>2007-06-28T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:31:06.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RoKw6UfobYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TjPA5OnAD14/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RoKvr0fobVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-tMjhH7IcKc/s200/DSC00219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080816496987893074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RoKvsUfobWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bUf3wHKSqRo/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RoKvsUfobWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/bUf3wHKSqRo/s200/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080816505577827682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RoKvs0fobXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6C-gnONTF6k/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RoKvs0fobXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/6C-gnONTF6k/s200/DSC00226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080816514167762290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RoKrkkfobSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2wA-2xscmZA/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RoKrkkfobSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2wA-2xscmZA/s200/DSC00168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080811974387330338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I've been doing lately. cooking and more cooking:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-8263584010624179378?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8263584010624179378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=8263584010624179378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/8263584010624179378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/8263584010624179378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/06/heres-what-ive-been-doing-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RoKw6UfobYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TjPA5OnAD14/s72-c/DSC00227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-8479612063827434743</id><published>2007-06-08T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T23:09:25.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had some good tze cha at taman jurong's multistorey food centre. level 3-0166 i think. Their kangkong, claypot tofu and prawn paste chicken is satisfying. And 4 of us got full on 3 plates of rice plus those dishes, though I'd be fine with 2 plates. (felt that I still ate quite a bit) didn't manage to get a photo in though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gosh. I do need a bigger bigger room.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it will be when school term starts. My sisters notes plus mine... the rooom's going to be terribly saturated. We have so many clothes now its chaotic. and now our underwear collections grew so big tha t we couldnt close the cupboard (not that i'm complaining=p MOARRRRREEEE FOORR MEEE) Therefore we have relocated stuff to my dad's bare cupboard (he has like... 1/4 the amount of clothes we have?) I like the whole minimalist thing, but all these things around are essential. gah. cannnot wait for garage sale. yeap. my aunty's holding a  huge garage sale in july. Anyone's free to come by and check out GOOOD quality second hand goodies. Stuff on sale? ANything that one could find in a house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-8479612063827434743?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8479612063827434743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=8479612063827434743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/8479612063827434743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/8479612063827434743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-had-some-good-tze-cha-at-taman.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-8014743552752214467</id><published>2007-06-03T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:31:07.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a rather productive day:) I made some good jap food. (my sister and mummy both approve) Ramen and Chawanmushi. I was pretty worried cos it was my first attempt. HAHA. omg my dad just called it calamari. lol. he's the same guy who called my hamster "mouse" and referred to us as "he" instead of "she".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are the pics...&lt;br /&gt;There is also one of the random donuts that I had bitten into upon getting them at the Donut Factory (Raffles City Shopping Centre B1) White chocolate strawberry heart. Absolutely gorgeous. and it tastes as good as it looks (before I sunk my teeth into it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RmLS-KSXT4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/dyoIzwDogdM/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RmLS-KSXT4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/dyoIzwDogdM/s200/DSC00154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071848095727701890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's the ramen. The broccoli, carrot and taukwa are not exactly your standard ingredients but I thought it would be nice and colourful. And my dad had already cooked those so I threw them in.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RmLUV6SXT5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/crtyAtAH3X0/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RmLUV6SXT5I/AAAAAAAAAEM/crtyAtAH3X0/s200/DSC00159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071849603261222802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chawanmushi. I put naruto, crabstick, shiitake and carrot inside. Naruto is that japanese fishcake thingy. Its got the pink swirly stuff in the middle:) My first one came out full of bubbles but this one was the best of the batch. firm and almost bubble free. And it was a success too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RmLW6qSXT6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/zzvSI3Blzjk/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RmLW6qSXT6I/AAAAAAAAAEU/zzvSI3Blzjk/s200/DSC00069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071852433644670882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YUM. I love white chocolate and strawberry. One of the more lethal combinations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-8014743552752214467?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8014743552752214467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=8014743552752214467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/8014743552752214467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/8014743552752214467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-was-rather-productive-day-i-made.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RmLS-KSXT4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/dyoIzwDogdM/s72-c/DSC00154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-7807612688052606301</id><published>2007-05-25T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T10:32:24.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's off to pilates tonight:) Those whom I haven't spoke to in ages, here's what i've been busy with. Pilates classes on friday evenings, Invigilation in the day time, hanging out with the boyfriend at night. And occasionally in the morning i try to squeeze in some exercise. Swimming at his condo when the sun is out is just wonderful. I managed to do 20+ laps just cos I liked the pool so much and I was motivated to swim. Invigilation is a lot more tiring than one thinks, and sometimes the candidates can REallY be quite dumb. Or maybe it's exam stress hindering their thought processes? I havent had the time to tennis or maple though:( The great singapore sale is coming up or has it already started??? And i've already browsed thru racks of very cheap underwear.&lt;br /&gt;Besides shopping and eating, I tried my hand at cooking Jap food. Which turned out ok, surprisingly. While i'm in the bus / train, I kill time by playing dungeon siege on the psp or doing my cross stitch of a bunny. And that basically sums up my everyday life now.&lt;br /&gt;I do wish I could include meeting up/catching up with friends though cos I really have not been doing that at all. btw. FOOD FAIR IS STARTING AT EXPO TODAY. whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-7807612688052606301?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7807612688052606301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=7807612688052606301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7807612688052606301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7807612688052606301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-off-to-pilates-tonight-those-whom-i.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-2002415268284126113</id><published>2007-05-25T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T10:22:47.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i recently stumbled upon this blog where this guy whines about being fat, suicidal and his non-existent lovelife despite his advancing age. I wonder how ones heart can contain so much negative emotion, so much that it spills over onto his posts and overflows into readers. He writes well, but I don't understand why some people whine about the same things day in day out and not do anything about it. If u're fat, lose weight. Suicidal? Go for counselling. Non-existent lovelife? Go lose some weight, try to look better and put his way with words to some good use. sheesh. Here's a tip: Whining about this stuff ALLL DAY LONG is NOT going to get you any girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I don't know him personally. Maybe its a lot more complicated =\ oh well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-2002415268284126113?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2002415268284126113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=2002415268284126113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2002415268284126113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2002415268284126113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-recently-stumbled-upon-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-7274290553718746640</id><published>2007-05-22T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T13:22:19.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i stupidly forgot to top up the ezlink card again, and i had spent all the spare change on yesterdays cab fare=( the bus driver didnt give me a discount so i basically had to change money with the passengers. no one in the front had change and i honestly feel bad approachng strangers for help...it's just weird for me. thanfully this kind uncle offered.however he didnt have $5 worth of smaller change so he gave me all his coins whoich was enough to pay for 2 long bus rides. he refused to accept my note and i felt so touched. it was nice that almost everyone in front of the bus was digging for spare change to donate=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-7274290553718746640?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7274290553718746640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=7274290553718746640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7274290553718746640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7274290553718746640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-i-stupidly-forgot-to-top-up.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-6040065022746443251</id><published>2007-05-17T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T17:02:01.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i watched a show yesterday... tuesdays with morrie (based on a best-selling title by mitch albom). Its about an old sociology professor Morrie and his ex-student, who learns many life lessons from him. The old professor is suffering from lou gehrig's disease (neurodegenerative) and he is dying. He then decides to embark on one last lesson, to teach people about life. The story basically takes place during the time from which this old professor receives his "death sentence" till after he succumbs to the disease. They meet every tuesday to record down their conversations about life, hence the title. It's pretty damn touching and sad too, which is very typical of mitch albom's books such as the 5 people you meet in heaven etc. These kiinds of stories remind you to put your problems in perspective. I was kind of upset with the bf last night for this strnge reason which I suddenly felt was way too trivial to get angry over afterwards. I actually felt calmer after watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off to town to meet him:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-6040065022746443251?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6040065022746443251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=6040065022746443251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6040065022746443251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6040065022746443251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-watched-show-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-3057404752163097090</id><published>2007-05-08T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T01:51:58.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had the best birthday party in my life a couple of days ago but i'm going to blog about it later when i receive photos and other stuff. when i have time to do so. i am going to sleep. and i seriously miss the fan. uhhhhh:( if i get this room back i'm SOOO getting another fan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-3057404752163097090?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3057404752163097090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=3057404752163097090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3057404752163097090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3057404752163097090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-just-had-best-birthday-party-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-1525540977612528407</id><published>2007-04-29T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T19:14:09.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The curse of the black perl - I foresee countless hours troubleshooting with notepad and dos-prompt.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this program will ask prompt you to type in 2 numbers. It will add up the two numbers and u'd see them appear onscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Print ("Input the first number:  ");&lt;br /&gt;$Var1=&lt;stdin&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Chop($Var1);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Print ("Input the 2nd number:  ");&lt;br /&gt;$Var2=&lt;stdin&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;Chop($Var2);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$Var=$Var1+$Var2;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Print("\n\n The sum of these two numbers are $Var\n");&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-1525540977612528407?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1525540977612528407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=1525540977612528407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1525540977612528407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1525540977612528407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/04/curse-of-black-perl-i-foresee-countless.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-3933502167944586013</id><published>2007-04-29T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T03:02:05.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of my favourite Japanese foods to eat - Ramen. After exams, I'm going to hunt for some good ramen in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://chubbyhubby.net/blog/yummy-ramen-in-singapore/ - ramen place at eu tong sen st: my first stop:D just look at the picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramen Ramen&lt;br /&gt;382 Upper Bukit Timah Road,The Railmall&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 6763 9597 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kado Man&lt;br /&gt;10 Coleman Street, #01-21/22&lt;br /&gt;Grand Plaza Hotel Shopping Arcade&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 6339 4333 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken Noodle House&lt;br /&gt;150 Orchard Road, #01-17/18 Orchard Plaza&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 6235 5540 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ichibantei&lt;br /&gt;60 Robertson Quay #01-13,The Quayside&lt;br /&gt;Tel: 6733 3923  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-3933502167944586013?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3933502167944586013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=3933502167944586013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3933502167944586013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3933502167944586013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-of-my-favourite-japanese-foods-to.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-1590882796415665160</id><published>2007-04-28T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T16:59:03.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohhh. mann. i just had a dream after falling asleep in S4. I was in the strange place, where the roads where like mazes. You had to take long routes to get from one poitn to another. I was with a bunch of people. And charles. hahaha. damn funny. and then these strange monsters would pop out from nowhere. You had to kill them or they'd kill you. And after you're done killing some u'd go on to another map with different monsters to kill. The weirdest bit is that i was eating chicken macaroni at the start of the dream. (so damn out of point right) anyway don't you think this dream is beginning to sound an awful lot like the game i play every other day... maple story? Even the monsters were kind of like the life-sized version of those skeleton monster thingies. EWW. and the worst part... We didn't have any weapons. So i grabbed the nearest one, a broom. and I managed to kill it witout getting hurt though the people around me were killed:( So i was really pissed off and that gave me the energy. Soon after I killed one my bf kind of appeared out of nowhere and grabbed me away. So i was safe. hahaa. that was some weird ass dream and it didn't seem like I had any rest. But i feel strangely refreshed now... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-1590882796415665160?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1590882796415665160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=1590882796415665160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1590882796415665160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1590882796415665160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/04/ohhh.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-3173310905733046678</id><published>2007-04-28T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T16:43:56.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was my anniversary yesterday and I'm happy:) 1 years been great. This is the first time i have a relationship that works out so well. I didn't even expect gifts from him. Neither did I give him anything. We went to our usual sakae sushi jurong point cos its the exam period and theres really not much of a chance to go to anything fancier. But i felt that it was only the company that mattered. I didn't freak out at the lack of gifts or the venue like i usually would with other guys.  (yes i'm quite demanding, must exchange gifts and must  go to fancy places) hehehe. I'm so glad I found a guy like this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-3173310905733046678?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3173310905733046678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=3173310905733046678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3173310905733046678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3173310905733046678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-was-my-anniversary-yesterday-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-3797136462972836824</id><published>2007-04-20T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T01:54:39.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so, it will be one more night spent in school. you can find me at the S4 B2 Seminar room 9 . third night in a row i will be up at 5am. this times differnt though. i wont be sleepng till twelve. I'll be up at nine for the immuno paper. URGH. there are 7 other guys here overnighting too and most of us willbe getting at most threehours of sleep. and guess what. this will be my second home till exams end. so thats where you can find me when i'm not showering or at exams. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway make your 5th may free cos its my birhtday. i dont have time to sms everyone at one go. or plan much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-3797136462972836824?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3797136462972836824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=3797136462972836824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3797136462972836824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3797136462972836824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/04/and-so-it-will-be-one-more-night-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-2269597783966631009</id><published>2007-04-19T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T04:21:05.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>far too much info crammed into my head i reckon. I can tell you now that peanut allergies are one of the more serious allergies. cos they may cause systemic anaphylaxis. This can also be one of the outcomes of drug allergies, serum allergies and venom. Type I hypersensitivity. IgE is bound to surfaces of mast cells, basophils and activated eosinophils. Mast cells are activated when the IgE antibody is xlinking the FcepsilonRI on their surfaces. These mast cells then release granules of histamine, which result in the widespread dilation of blood vessels to slow down blood flow. This slow down is actually good for when leukocytes want to adhere to endothelial cells. However this decrease in blood flow also leads to a dangerous decrease in blood pressure and consequently the person will faint. Histamine also increases permeability of blood vessels leading to the leak of extracellular fluid and subsquent edema. It also causes the diameter of the airways todecrease, and increased mucus secretion(this happens in asthma especially). Epiglottis swelling may suffocate the patient. Increased fluid secretion and peristalsis into the gastrointestinal tractcausing diarrhoea and vomiting. ewww. well. but this horrid horrid thing only happens when u take in a HELL lot of allergens. Usually u'd just get itching/hives. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. and thats it really. if you want to know the immunological basis of your allergies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for asthma, it is basically alsocaused by the whole Ige histamine release crap. Mast cell degranulation, leading to the recruitment of neutrophils, eosinophils and basophils which are atrracted by chemokines and other mediateors released by mast cells.  Casue tissue destruction. Thickedn walls of bronchus.  blah. many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to fix asthma? bronchodilators, avoid allergens (dust mite feces, pollen etc), steroids to suppress your enthusiastic immune system, mast cell stabilizers to prevent degranulation, leukotriene antagonists and synthesis inhibitors to decrease mucus production and viasodialtion. THeophylline to relax bronchus smooth muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another crappy thing with immune systems is that your body can sometimes react to self antigens and therefore cause a coupel of these diseases. Type I diabetes mellitus, multiple sclerosis, vitiligo, pernicious anemia, arthritis, systemic lupus erythematosus(very very awful disese btw:p) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURH. I am TIRED. i need my sleep. paper in slgiuhtly more than 24 hours now. zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-2269597783966631009?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2269597783966631009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=2269597783966631009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2269597783966631009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2269597783966631009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/04/far-too-much-info-crammed-into-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-1206218485279551456</id><published>2007-04-05T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T14:31:09.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recently, I went to watch the Phantom of the Opera. It is SUPERB i tell you!!! The songs, hearing it live in such a good theatre, seeing it rather close up (cat 1 seats)... like woww!!! It was flawless; no glitches no nothing. I'm not surprised though... The shows been running for a long time; the cast must have done this at least a hundred times. I wasn't aware that the Esplanade sound system was that good man. I was waiting to watch the show for so long! I hope more musicals like these come to Singapore soon. Another impressive one was Les Miserables, which I do hope would come around again, although the Phantom made more impression on me. Andrew Lloyd Webber composes the best songs around. Even after listening to them for so many years.. (I was 10 when they came around the last time) I'm not sick of it. The orchestra did a fine job. So much better than listening to it on CD man. I'd recommend this to anyone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway just yesterday I paid a visit to the dentist. I am not scared of the dentist anymore... Not THAT scared at least. It was painful though, but I realised that even then it was tolerable. The thing is to get a nice dentist who'd talk to you. And the NTU one's a friendly fella who makes small talk about how horrid schoolwork was(NUS dentistry... haha.) and apologizes everytime I flinch in pain. which is pretty damn often. This serves as an occasional reminder to floss more often! argh! i do NOT like flossing. It is... an extra thing to do. but i suppose if it could prevent quick plaque buildup i ought to give daily flossing a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-1206218485279551456?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1206218485279551456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=1206218485279551456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1206218485279551456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1206218485279551456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/04/recently-i-went-to-watch-phantom-of.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-7011150602879542753</id><published>2007-03-31T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T00:46:46.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>does it ever bother you if your significant other is smsing some obscure friend of the opposite sex. that he's only met ONCE. Maybe i'm just being some overjealous oversensitive bitch girlfriend. but I MIND. bleah. but i control any urge to strangle anybody around the area because I know that it is unreasonable to say "NO YOU CANT TALK TO FEMALE FRIENDS JUST COS THEYRE FEMALE!!!"and i probably would have done the same if i were in his shoes.  I have to remind myself everynow and then to be reasonable and sensible. 123123123         omg. my shift key is working. woopee doo! i can !!!!!!. my 1, 2 and tab keys have not been working. now they do. weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;OK. i feel better already.&lt;br /&gt;anyway i've been listening to these songs by john legend, anberlin and red hot chilli peppers recently. Some really good tracks from anberlin include Inevitable, which is my personal favourite, the Unwinding Cable Car which is nice too. Those who like slow rock... these two tracks are wonderful. They do have some not so slow typical rock band ish tracks as well... I haven't listened to those much... sitting around somewhere on my sister's comp. but i suppose theyre prob quite good as well judging from these tracks I have so far. John legend's PDA... stuck in my head for like forever. I like his sound... VERY good to listen to when u're studying. so relaxing. and i have a thing for jazzy piano chords. RHCP has stadium arcadium... not a new album really. but lovely tracks... especialy the first CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to maple. want to bake cupcakes and cook various other weird stuff. want to eat cup noodles. want to shop. went to diva. saw pretty oh so pretty collection of jewellery . i want to buy the whole bloody store down. that reminds me. Its almost april! which means 1 month left to plan my bday. not that i've been doing very much. but ... i fyou do run out of gift ideas... there's always DIVA! I do not wear bangles cos my hands are too skinny. Diva's goood!!! ahh!! OR underwear! like la senza! pretty underwear. no plain ones please i've had one too many plain ones.  *stomach growls* going to poke around the kitchen.  If you still dont think u can do it, toiletries, hair products for frizzy hair is fantastic too. IF you have loads of money, I'd like aPSP. =)or a nintendo DS. haha. OHHOHOHOH. or an IPOD nano! hmm... colour? pink... red... green,..blue... lalala. still got money to burn? ahhh. then I'd say a camera's good. brand? shit. i Don't really know. any good one would do la. but i like pretty coloureed ones . i saw an flat orange camera that was rather nice. a flattie pink /red one's nice too.  got a fixation for coloured electronics=P&lt;br /&gt;*stomach growls* HUNGER&gt;.............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-7011150602879542753?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7011150602879542753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=7011150602879542753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7011150602879542753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7011150602879542753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/03/does-it-ever-bother-you-if-your.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-2473756388519781474</id><published>2007-03-30T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T00:01:42.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt that u suffered from this general bad mood? it's like... your "default" mood is miffed/pissed/frustrated/upset at something. It's like I seem to find something to get angry at. I've blown up at something, thrown something around (I do that when i'm pissed off), hit something every other day. It's a weird sick satisfaction I get from throwing a tantrum. My poor bf had to bear the brunt for quite abit. Maybe some form of release from all that pre exam stress? Pent up anger from ages ago? I'm not quite sure. It's just that there are so many things to do these days... it seems so daunting. I'm not in the mood to get into the swing of things. RAWRRR. the mere thought of having to study advanced biochem and biophysics... PUKE BLOOdD GRAWWWWRrRRrlLLLLLL&lt;br /&gt;I want sit around and play computer games. haha. and I shall. SIGH&gt;..... i am so frustrated. :(&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know how to release anger/stress /whatever in a more constructive way? I wish i had a proper outlet for such negative thoughts. I know i've been venting it on people around me recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-2473756388519781474?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2473756388519781474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=2473756388519781474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2473756388519781474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2473756388519781474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/03/have-you-ever-felt-that-u-suffered-from.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-1984049788467462444</id><published>2007-03-12T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:29:42.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My aunty's penthouse has a nice private jacuzzi upstairs at the roof top where she hosted her son's bday party. We spent the night squeezing in the jacuzzi and talking nonsense non stop. Playing with these little squeeze toys that squirted water and I felt like I was in a second childhood squirting water at my cousins and screaming whenever I got squirted at. We made a ruckus but nobody cared cos the sound would just dissipate into the air. One thing I did not get was why my little nephew Ethan refused to go into the jacuzzi. He was terrified... clung onto his parents ... refused to wear his float... and when my cousins went in he was like... " NOO!!! Get OUTTT!!!! AHHHh!!! hahaha. so comical everyone was very amused. The next day, I was enlightened. My nieces and nephews went swimming at our condo pool. I was relaxing in the jacuzzi alone. It was nice and hot and all :) Then my nephew, folllowed by his younger sister jumped into the jacuzzi after playing in the children's pool for a while. The youngest sister ranafter them and followed them in. She stepped onto the first step. She's fine. Second step, she plunged right in. apparently it was too deep for her. She suddenly started struggling; I realised she couldn't swim so i hoisted her out. She was pretty damn freaked but unharmed. I would be too if i were her man... Thing is, her siblings didnt see cos they were busy playing and they were behind this barrier in the jacuzzi pool. Her mum couldn't see her cos of the bushes. At least she heard the noise though and turned around quickly. But i was so glad to be around. The outcome might have been different if i wasn't. Now I understood. Ethan was smart enough (he's only 2!) to anticipate that the jacuzzi MAY have been too deep for him, even though it clearly wasn't in my opinion, so I won't laugh if a kid freaks out at jacuzzis anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-1984049788467462444?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1984049788467462444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=1984049788467462444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1984049788467462444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1984049788467462444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-auntys-penthouse-has-nice-private.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-6702641266993423527</id><published>2007-03-12T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:31:08.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RfVyfbDjf2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/89iUm9AH1X8/s1600-h/P1030821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041061242075316066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RfVyfbDjf2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/89iUm9AH1X8/s320/P1030821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DUMB sister trying to interrupt our pretty photo! raWR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RfVuRrDjf1I/AAAAAAAAADw/tGPlJq1uYiM/s1600-h/P1030795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041056607805603666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RfVuRrDjf1I/AAAAAAAAADw/tGPlJq1uYiM/s320/P1030795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin Victoria and nephew Ethan:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RfVuA7Djf0I/AAAAAAAAADo/OJO2-6AFWcc/s1600-h/P1030767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041056320042794818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RfVuA7Djf0I/AAAAAAAAADo/OJO2-6AFWcc/s320/P1030767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp; stupid sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RfVsgrDjfzI/AAAAAAAAADg/QT06WoRIDPk/s1600-h/P1030778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041054666480385842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RfVsgrDjfzI/AAAAAAAAADg/QT06WoRIDPk/s320/P1030778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stupid sister Loser Cousin Eliza and ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-6702641266993423527?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6702641266993423527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=6702641266993423527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6702641266993423527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6702641266993423527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-cousin-victoria-and-nephew-ethan-me.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RfVyfbDjf2I/AAAAAAAAAD4/89iUm9AH1X8/s72-c/P1030821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-3440212501633399871</id><published>2007-03-12T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:56:18.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foood'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just cooked myself a nice meal! well not all of it's cooked. but at least the soup's done from scratch. I hope my bf likes it. if he doesn't its fine. the narcissus brand sweet and spicy pork cubes would save anything! that stuff is really really good. anyway the rice was obtained from the canteen downstairs. the bitchy aunty from the economic rice stall refused to sell me rice alone. That's fine really, if she could just explain in a POLITE manner why. She had that hostile unfriendly look about her, and she talked to me in an almost condescending tone. Bi-aTCH. she said she wont seell me the rice UNLESS i buy at least 2 dishes. BAH. I just don't understand. If she sells me rice she'd make a hell lot of profit leh. She's clearly trying to make money from me! annd being the nice generous person i am, I buy the food anyway. and the rice is not up to my expectations! I think i cook better rice. Ok enough complaining. =\ got to get back to book review. if u're wondering, it's a really good book titled 'Extreme Cuisines - The Weird and Wonderful Things that People Eat by Jerry Hopkins (FWD by Anthony Bourdain) . It's great and wondefully informative. some of the photos are rather repugnant, and may offend or kill one's apetite at least. The book's peppered with funny anecdotes and witty prose. Go read go read! :) The glossy photos will definitely catch your eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-3440212501633399871?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3440212501633399871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=3440212501633399871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3440212501633399871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/3440212501633399871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-cooked-myself-nice-meal-well-not.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-7882280702424927028</id><published>2007-02-26T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T01:05:34.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH. sex in the city rawks. ahh. i think charlotte's hot! go watch! www.youtvpc.com. good website with nice shows to entertain. i do wish they had the simpsons and the rest of sex in the city though=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-7882280702424927028?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7882280702424927028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=7882280702424927028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7882280702424927028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7882280702424927028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-6208370917034063427</id><published>2007-02-26T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:31:08.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/ReHA9bH_aVI/AAAAAAAAADM/4b8GHbuO9uY/s1600-h/so+delicious+dkny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/ReHA9bH_aVI/AAAAAAAAADM/4b8GHbuO9uY/s320/so+delicious+dkny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035518019862751570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lovely boyfriend is back! yayness.&lt;br /&gt;i got some really cool shiseido items, dkny eau de parfum so delicious, a box of strawberry white chocs, a big box of chocs for the parents, instant miso soup and an old favourite of mine peppermint green tea. =) oh and this gimongous (gigantic- humongous) fluffy pink rabbit earred thing that you wrap ard your head in cold countries. has a minnie mouse on it. hahaha. ridiculously pink but very cute. and my silly little bf wore it around tokyo disneyland. hahaha. he looked GAY. but rather adorable XD... will post pictures if i can find some soon. and my mummy's old friend got me a lovely pink bag. oh and recently my aunty gave me a pair of black pants from mexx. its the silky rather baggy drawstring type. plain black with a little bit of sequin designs on it. can someone suggest what would be nice to pair that up with?  it feels like xmas all over again! new stuff. ahhhh. and HOLIDAYS.  and MONEY.  dont think i'd go around spending that though. i'm saving up to make up for the losses incurred during driving. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was tennis with the guys and my dumbo sister. she made them run around till they were panting. hahaha. i wish i had that power too! and duck rice after that was extremely rewarding. ohohoho. that reminds me. i shall post up a list of my favourie foodd spots in singapore! NOT in order. i juust mention whatever comes to mind. cheapand good... some of them. focus on mainly hawker stalls. will add somemore once i find any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. lim seng lee duck rice - duck rice stall at 38 south buona vista road. WonDERFUL sambal kangkong and toufu. oooh. and the boneless skinless duck is oozzzzing with smooth dark gravy. everything is good there.  had that today: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. pork porridge at jurong east market with egg. ahh. sorry dont know the exact name of the stall. haha. lol. but they open only in the morning. good homemade porridge, not cooked till all the grains look too disintegrated, which is what i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. bee hoon at keat hong market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. bak kut teh at can 1 ntu is really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lavender street wan ton mee. LOVELY. theyre open till late. u'd recognize the stall from the ridiculously long queue. :) small portions but REALLY worth every cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. wan ton mee near my place, cck ave 1. at this place called nam seng seafood village. my place is at hong san walk, palm gardens =) theyre closed on mondays. open from morning till afternoon. wonderful chilli sauce! very overlooked. but its a family favourite: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. tze char at li hwa beer gardens. taman jurong right nxt to fairway club. near jurong sec. ohhh sinful sinful! their kangkong, pork ribs and fried rice is super extra tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. no signboard seafood. chilli crab. oooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. bedok 's bak chor mee. best eaten served in soup.for more info. go look up life! eats, this uber useful foody guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. indulgz restaurant cos i had the most wonderful vday date there:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. frankel ave's bistro restaurant. daphne used to work there and i remember really good bread pudding and risotto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i think cafe at the quad's food isnt too bad, their beef baked rice. after so many months of eating the same ol', i'm still not sick of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. ichiban boshi, esplanade:) scandalous first date with good ol' bf. i ate till i almost puked. that was goodfood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. rochor beancurd at geylang! smooth creamy texture. with fantastic crystal dumplings. with fantabulous chilli sauce. ahhh. just had some of that stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-6208370917034063427?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6208370917034063427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=6208370917034063427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6208370917034063427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/6208370917034063427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-lovely-boyfriend-is-back-yayness.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/ReHA9bH_aVI/AAAAAAAAADM/4b8GHbuO9uY/s72-c/so+delicious+dkny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-1785433195622810350</id><published>2007-02-23T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T13:58:58.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on a more positive note... the hols are here! 1 week vaca..but i'm looking fwd to it: )&lt;br /&gt;and my darling's coming back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-1785433195622810350?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1785433195622810350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=1785433195622810350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1785433195622810350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/1785433195622810350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-more-positive-note.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-2173306246400622357</id><published>2007-02-23T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T14:01:03.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i failed again... this time 2IFs. =(&lt;br /&gt;i kinda lost it and started tearing. had the urge to ask the tester to just let me go back . didnt wanna do the rest of the test. urgh. i know it isnt a big deal for some people but it is tiring to keep having to go back. anda big financial burden. horrid. and i'm beginning to think that i really cannot control my nerves man. this time i knew it wasnt my driving... it was the freaking out bit.&lt;br /&gt;sighh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. i'm glad i finished the lab reports and the cover letter and resumes... breathe a sigh of relief. now i'm ready to face more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-2173306246400622357?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2173306246400622357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=2173306246400622357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2173306246400622357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2173306246400622357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-failed-again.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-942296114304446207</id><published>2007-02-22T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T17:03:33.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so scared. my palms are sweaty already. even my feet are sweating! &lt;a href="mailto:argh@!@#@!$"&gt;argh@!@#@!$&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had a twin sister so she can take the test for me. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-942296114304446207?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/942296114304446207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=942296114304446207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/942296114304446207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/942296114304446207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-so-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-8069890066009325631</id><published>2007-02-22T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T14:58:04.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohhh. he says i've got a good chance if i think about the tester as like... my dad or something. haha. so... *crosses fingers* !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. anyway. i've got an awful lot of lab reports and rewriting coverletters to do now. have to stop getting distracted and suppress the urge to crawl into my mummy's fluffy queen sized bed! i've been staying at home these few days and it's been nice &amp;amp; comfy. =) ohhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-8069890066009325631?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8069890066009325631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=8069890066009325631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/8069890066009325631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/8069890066009325631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/ohhh.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-7465334660855050756</id><published>2007-02-21T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:01:49.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so so sleepy! I spent the whole day writing one cover letter and resume. and i also learnt how to make  bah. Did not manage to get any studying done. Probably wouldnt for the next few days cos i have loads of rubbish assignmnets and reports to do. can't wait for 1 week break. uninterrupted  studying! nah. actually its really because i get to maple in the mornings and stay and home, cook up a storm in the kitchen and sleep the rest of the day away yay:D and i can spend quality time with my hammies. my poor brown hammies getting really slow. he kinda waddles around the cage most of the time. and his lump is so big it weighs down his cheek pouches and pulls his eyes open. boo. :( going to go check on him now before i turn in to bed.&lt;br /&gt;i miss charles so much. his incessant poking fun at me. the way he frowns when he's staring at his laptop. his spastic ways. his embarrassingly loud singing. and he makes me laugh. i wish he was around now. so i dont have to do 2 lab reports tmr. YUCK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-7465334660855050756?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7465334660855050756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=7465334660855050756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7465334660855050756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7465334660855050756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-so-so-sleepy-i-spent-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-5730472525166874465</id><published>2007-02-21T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:37:34.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.metacafe.com/watch/412867/how_to_shower_men_women/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-5730472525166874465?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5730472525166874465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=5730472525166874465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/5730472525166874465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/5730472525166874465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-7621592235526999724</id><published>2007-02-20T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:31:09.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsbmsSbP-I/AAAAAAAAACo/6sNAZZ6wVRw/s1600-h/15-02-07_1747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsbmsSbP-I/AAAAAAAAACo/6sNAZZ6wVRw/s320/15-02-07_1747.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033647360054083554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theyre wilting in my living room vase now:( but anyway thats not the point. He told me not to expect anything else when he gave me this Rocher wrapped up with flowers much earlier in the day, so i didn't. I was pleasantly surprised when he gave me these 2 dozen roses when we met that evening for our date to 'McDonalds'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsbgsSbP9I/AAAAAAAAACg/ASbT4BUmA0w/s1600-h/14-02-07_1918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsbgsSbP9I/AAAAAAAAACg/ASbT4BUmA0w/s320/14-02-07_1918.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033647256974868434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess u'd infer that we didn't end up there for our date. I didn't know he booked a reservation to Indulgz, this restaurant i've been bugging him to take me to for a long long long time:p It costs a bomb. and i totally appreciate the effort and money put in:)  this was our very heavenly strawberry chocolate fondue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsbYsSbP8I/AAAAAAAAACY/20c3zpGr_F4/s1600-h/14-02-07_1847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsbYsSbP8I/AAAAAAAAACY/20c3zpGr_F4/s320/14-02-07_1847.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033647119535914946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hers: Baby lobster linguine with caviar and salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsbQMSbP7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/LPjsJSEFi3Y/s1600-h/14-02-07_1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsbQMSbP7I/AAAAAAAAACQ/LPjsJSEFi3Y/s320/14-02-07_1843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033646973507026866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His: Chicken breast stuffed with mixed dried fruits, mash potatoes and salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsbHcSbP6I/AAAAAAAAACI/pNvHHzgGrbw/s1600-h/14-02-07_1830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsbHcSbP6I/AAAAAAAAACI/pNvHHzgGrbw/s320/14-02-07_1830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033646823183171490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomato soup with some chilli and pink peppercorn i think. Good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsadcSbP5I/AAAAAAAAACA/sEtyvEmfRrA/s1600-h/14-02-07_1818.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsadcSbP5I/AAAAAAAAACA/sEtyvEmfRrA/s1600-h/14-02-07_1818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsadcSbP5I/AAAAAAAAACA/sEtyvEmfRrA/s320/14-02-07_1818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033646101628665746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bf looking bored while i ignore him and proceed to take photos of the surroundings and our lovely table arrangement. The pink champagne was good stuff. and those rose petals in the picture ended up burnt cos of their shape and my bf's itchy hands. at least the ones down there were left untouched:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsaOsSbP4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/J6OW470Ia-M/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsaOsSbP4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/J6OW470Ia-M/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033645848225595266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and dumbo sister in the car on the 1st day of CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-7621592235526999724?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7621592235526999724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=7621592235526999724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7621592235526999724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/7621592235526999724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/theyre-wilting-in-my-living-room-vase.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdsbmsSbP-I/AAAAAAAAACo/6sNAZZ6wVRw/s72-c/15-02-07_1747.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-2800517238591426825</id><published>2007-02-19T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:31:11.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Label. testing this blogger thing.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033102745316048626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/Rdkt48SbPxI/AAAAAAAAAAc/4toMF8UsZ3U/s320/100_1255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdkuIcSbPyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/spL8k4DDClk/s1600-h/100_1240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033104781130546978" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdkuIcSbPyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/spL8k4DDClk/s320/100_1240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdktfcSbPwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fUzzB2GNSBw/s1600-h/100_1239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033104076755910402" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdktfcSbPwI/AAAAAAAAAAU/fUzzB2GNSBw/s320/100_1239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year peeps! i'm going to post a couple of outdated photos circa January 2007. Some others were taken yesterday as well! Pardon if there arent any captions. i'm not very good at posting photos on the blog yet. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-2800517238591426825?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2800517238591426825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=2800517238591426825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2800517238591426825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/2800517238591426825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-new-year-peeps-im-going-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-vg19L_bQ1Q/RdksR8SbPvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fL2lTL9u2Ok/s72-c/100_1214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-117040488950427019</id><published>2007-02-02T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T16:28:09.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so much better after cooking my own food. Yong tau foo soup rox! I cooked 1 packet of those yong tau foo ingredients. It's enough to fill me up for a quick lunch before tennis, and for me to bring home and probably feed my family for tonight's dinner. Minimal oil, almost no salt,whatever ingredients I want, I can keep track of my own portions, minimize wastage. I have NO idea why some eateries give such humongous portions of food. I find it rather repulsive to be eating so much food at one go. Isn't it more profitable for them to serve smaller normal portions to you? I saw one particular stall at schoool, i won't say which one but they give annoying large portions of rice. Even my bf couldn't finish it man! Not like it's the end of the day when the stalls want to finish up all their remaining food. You know, when you takeaway the food, the rice fills up the entire packet CLOSED. that's like enough to feed me for like 2 days! OMG! alright, I do eat less than the average person due to that very limited stomach capacity of mine. But even then, it is enough for 2 meals for the average guy. It seems almost obscene, the idea that one could finish up that entire portion. ahh. plus, i knw that most people are feel obligated to finish up whatever's on their plate cos of all that don't waste food cos there are starving children in africa things, and various other reasons unbeknown to me. So people end up overeating! do you know that binge eating is on the rise and has overtaken anorexia to become the biggest eating problem in developed countries? How can you stuff so much food into your customers!!?!??? I feel like asking the stall aunties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-117040488950427019?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/117040488950427019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=117040488950427019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/117040488950427019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/117040488950427019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-feel-so-much-better-after-cooking-my.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-117034747713671035</id><published>2007-02-02T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:31:17.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>captions to the following images: stuff we did at baking class...and the shoes that i feel like asking the customizing shoe shop to do for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-117034747713671035?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/117034747713671035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=117034747713671035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/117034747713671035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/117034747713671035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/captions-to-following-images-stuff-we.html' title=''/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-117034720698321723</id><published>2007-02-02T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:26:46.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cupcake class ; and a pair of shoes i feel like bringing to customize</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6880/206/1600/597801/100_1211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6880/206/320/54846/100_1211.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6880/206/1600/143524/shoes%20steve%20madden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6880/206/320/758937/shoes%20steve%20madden.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6880/206/1600/485885/100_1203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6880/206/320/710406/100_1203.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6880/206/1600/58508/100_1210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6880/206/320/960020/100_1210.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-117034720698321723?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/117034720698321723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=117034720698321723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/117034720698321723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/117034720698321723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/cupcake-class-and-pair-of-shoes-i-feel.html' title='cupcake class ; and a pair of shoes i feel like bringing to customize'/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-117034679288734906</id><published>2007-02-01T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T00:19:52.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lala</title><content type='html'>i have not been blogging for a while... busy again as usual:p with the pjc class reunion which was kickass!(yes, i still keep in touch with my 1st 3 mths classmates... :D), shu's birthday party, charles dad's bday dinner, and tennising with various different people. The wii is really one helluva cool gadget. put wii sports in a home party and you don't even have to knw each other well to have fun! It is not just interesting to play, but interesting to watch others play as well; unlike most other games where you kinda get bored watching after a while, this one makes the player look rather ridiculous, which is precisely why its so entertaining to watch. anywya i'm still not getting it for poor ol' bf cos i'm out of money! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;certain things have been on my mind these days again... mainly the whole exchange program thing. my dear mummy just offered me emotional and financial support =) but now the hardest hurdle to cross... getting in! i absolutely regret not studying hard enough when i was in the 2nd sem of year one. which is why i so have to do well this sem! but that's not really the point now... I wonder if it is possible to get into the exchange program with only 3 places in my school of choice, awful lousy crummy 3.26 gpa score (the recommended score is 3.5) and... I 'd really like to do it nxt sem cos my dearest bf is going too! I don't really want to be all sticky and stuff but exchange programmes seem a whole lot better when u get to go with at least 1 of your closest beloved people. ohhhh. hope for the best! application is next week! arh I hate these kind of things, where you have to wait like forever for the results of the applications. I don't like suspense, I don't like not knowing stuff. alright. no more ranting now. I did resolve to make my blog just a little bit less depressing and whiny, but I can't help it since I do like whining about stuff very much!  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;and you guys are going to have to listen to my complaining!&lt;/span&gt; :) hahaha! if only i could record it down here then u can hear my voice along with it, which makes it like so much worse. oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-117034679288734906?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/117034679288734906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=117034679288734906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/117034679288734906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/117034679288734906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/02/lala.html' title='lala'/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-116973402417370341</id><published>2007-01-25T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:07:04.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress!</title><content type='html'>its only been 3 weeks of school, and i'm already staying back in school just to study! and of course to maple. hm. dont knwo whether this is a good thing or not. but the quad area is rather conducive for either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-116973402417370341?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/116973402417370341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=116973402417370341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116973402417370341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116973402417370341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/01/stress.html' title='stress!'/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-116973386713067780</id><published>2007-01-25T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:04:27.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala</title><content type='html'>Go watch The Illusionist! its a fantastic show. I'd say it already made it to my favourite movies list. Very impressive, nice twist, and good cinematography. Oh yea and the leads are hawt! =) jessica biel and edward norton had tons of onscreen chemistry. I'd recommend it to anyone who likes a good storyline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next one: Pan's labyrinth! i'm going to pester my darling bf to bring me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-116973386713067780?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/116973386713067780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=116973386713067780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116973386713067780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116973386713067780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/01/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-116929677541110879</id><published>2007-01-20T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T20:39:35.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quizzzzzz!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/dragon/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are The Wheel of Fortune&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Good fortune and happiness but sometimes a species of &lt;br /&gt;intoxication with success&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The Wheel of Fortune is all about big things, luck, change, fortune. Almost always good fortune. You are lucky in all things that you do and happy with the things that come to you. Be careful that success does not go to your head however. Sometimes luck can change.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-116929677541110879?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/116929677541110879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=116929677541110879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116929677541110879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116929677541110879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/01/quizzzzzz.html' title='quizzzzzz!!!!'/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-116927960873285377</id><published>2007-01-20T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T15:53:28.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baking class!</title><content type='html'>i just came from baking class with my cousin and sister. fun stuff! it's my first time in any sort of baking/cooking class and i am impressed! lovely lovely deserts!  bread and butter pudding with orange zest and raisins, mexican wedding cookies and banana n pineapple cupcake with cream cheese frosting. everything was done just right and very melt in the mouth. wooo! and it didnt look as complicated as i thought=) good quality but inexpensive ingredients were used as well. if u're interested, the website is www.perfectfairycakes.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-116927960873285377?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/116927960873285377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=116927960873285377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116927960873285377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116927960873285377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/01/baking-class.html' title='baking class!'/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-116901850841271535</id><published>2007-01-17T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T15:21:48.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post tennis!</title><content type='html'>i just had a tennis game with isaac, jas and joel. the sun was quite a killer and in that 2 hour span we took mroe breaks than we played. but it was all good fun. although now i'm feeling sick to my stomach and i'm not sure if its the whole period crampy thing or just plain bad food. yes... so my fruit juice carton wasnt consumed within 3 days of opening, my mayonnaise and ham... has been there for a while. i figured... since the expiry date's still a long way away its safe to consume right? heh. my mouth is rather dry though, and i feel like i have undigested food in my tummy. i hate that feeling. it's irritating... i get nausea pretty often compared to most people. guess my stomach isn't that strong after all. someone told me the 'vomit' center in my brain is on overdrive. that's it man. more bland food for tonight's dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more tennis anyone???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i'm alone in hall. hermit-dom is good. i feel totally relaxed without anyone around. just me and my noisy-ass neighbour-unfriendly speakers. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-116901850841271535?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/116901850841271535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=116901850841271535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116901850841271535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116901850841271535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/01/post-tennis.html' title='post tennis!'/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-116895589799197976</id><published>2007-01-16T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:58:17.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to study!</title><content type='html'>this is like my toughest sem yet. i'm taking more subjects than i'm used to... and much harder courses. i'm already lost at the first lecture. bleah. &lt;br /&gt;i keep wondering if this course is right for me... and if i'm really meant to be in this whole science business. but then again, school really isnt too bad for me at the moment. i actually do enjoy it. it is shocking but i enjoy the whole monotony of mugging and mugging. the learning of new stuff and all. however, whether i have any kind of real talent for science is a whole new thing altogether.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh welll... there's a lot mroe to life than studying anyway! like... gaming! hhoohooo. =|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-116895589799197976?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/116895589799197976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=116895589799197976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116895589799197976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116895589799197976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-to-study_16.html' title='time to study!'/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-116895569745315525</id><published>2007-01-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:54:57.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to study!</title><content type='html'>this is like my toughest sem yet. i'm taking more subjects than i'm used to... and much harder courses. i'm already lost at the first lecture. bleah. &lt;br /&gt;i keep wondering if this course is right for me... and if i'm really meant to be in this whole science business. but then again, school really isnt too bad for me at the moment. i actually do enjoy it. it is shocking but i enjoy the whole monotony of mugging and mugging. the learning of new stuff and all. however, whether i have any kind of real talent for science is a whole new thing altogether.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh welll... there's a lot mroe to life than studying anyway! like... gaming! hhoohooo. =|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-116895569745315525?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/116895569745315525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=116895569745315525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116895569745315525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116895569745315525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-to-study.html' title='time to study!'/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38595803.post-116886776095341404</id><published>2007-01-15T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:29:20.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello !!!</title><content type='html'>This is my new blog. tadah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my archaic blog was getting too big... too much history, loads way too slowly, and i'd feel uncomfortable if people go around reading my old posts and start laughing at the stupidest things i used to say. 2003-2007. it had served its purpose well. good bye old blog. oh my i actually feel sad not blogging there anymore... :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i've moved on! literally =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38595803-116886776095341404?l=squawkboxxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/feeds/116886776095341404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38595803&amp;postID=116886776095341404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116886776095341404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38595803/posts/default/116886776095341404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://squawkboxxx.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello.html' title='hello !!!'/><author><name>you are a loser</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
